Corrie Yelland

Corrie is a remarkable,
determined and brave lady who refused serious radiation treatment and against
all odds cured her terminal cancer using only cannabis oil. You can listen to
her tell her amazing story at
cannabisnationradio.com where she was recently
interviewed. This is her story:

Hi, My name's Corrie. I'm 55 years old. In May of 2007, I had
a heart attack and subsequently had a double bypass. As a result of the
heart surgery, for 4 plus years, I have been plagued with chronic debilitating
pain from a maligned sternum and post sternotomy neuralgia/syndrome. I was
ingesting copious amounts of various pain killers 24/7. They barely touched the
pain. I spent my days in agony, waiting for evening so I could try to sleep. I
took sleeping pills nightly in a futile attempt to escape the hell I was going
through and failed miserably. Within 2 hours of taking the pills, I would awake
in agony.

..........................Fast forward to July of 2011. Already coping with 2
spots of skin cancer on my collar bone, I was stunned when I was diagnosed with
Anal Canal Cancer. (This is the same cancer that took Farrah Fawcett's life.)
Following 2 surgeries, the doctor told me they did not get all the cancer and I
would have to endure a regime of radiation treatments. I started researching
what this would entail, and attended a intake meeting at the Cancer Clinic. I
was informed that "this is the worst area of of the body to radiate", the
radiation beam would hit both my coccyx and pubic bone potentially causing
permanent damage." They would try not to hit my spine. Additionally, I would
suffer 2nd and 3rd degree burns vaginally, rectally, across my buttocks, as
well as my entire "nether regions", and there was a "good possibility" both my
vagina and rectum would fuse shut from the burns and subsequent scaring.

The list of both short and long term side effects was endless
and horrendous, but you get the gist. I told the doctor, I needed time to think
about it. His response was hostile, as he told me I had 2-4 months, possibly 6.
He murmured something abut a "death wish" and walked out. One day someone sent
me Rick Simpson's video, Run From The Cure. It took me days to get around to
watching it, but when I did I was blown away. Here was this man, a seemingly
super straight small town Nova Scotian, talking about these amazing results he
had seen with in himself and other people taking Cannabis and curing themselves
of a myriad of diseases including end stage cancers.

After hearing what Rick had to say, and watching the
testimonials in the video, I was feeling some hope for the first time. For 2
weeks I did nothing but research cannabis as a medicine. I was stunned by the
sheer number of studies on Pub Med indicating that cannabis indeed has the
capacity to heal. I started using cannabis 2 months ago as per Rick Simpson's
protocol from his video. (He recommends starting out small, and slowly upping
the dose so ones' body becomes accustomed to it, without being high constantly.
As a person who hasn't smoked pot since my late teens, early 20's, the non high
aspect appealed to me). I had huge hopes to cure my cancer, and embarked on my
fight to live.

As well as ingesting the cannabis oil, I topically applied it
to 2 spots of skin cancer on my collar bone. Within 48 hours, there were
visible changes. In just over a week, the 2 spots were completely gone. Elated,
I continued ingesting the oil, in hopes it would work on the other cancer
attacking my body. Nothing prepared me for what happened next. About 2 weeks
into my regime, the pain in my sternum, as well as the nerve pain had become
almost non existent.

You have to understand, I had resigned myself to a life sentence
of pain and agony. It had been 4 years of pain that was with me 24/7 and never,
in my wildest dreams, did I imagine I would be pain free ever again. I was able
to stand up straight, the jolting pain so intense that it would cause me to cry
out, ceased completely. I started to sleep through the night and stopped taking
sleeping pills. I saw one of my doctors a couple of weeks ago and was thrilled
to hear he believes there is a decrease in both the size and number of tumours.
I know in my heart it is only a matter of time before I will be completely
cured. Even the most skeptical of my friends comment on the visible changes in
me. I have evolved from a pain wracked, hunched over, shuffling along
individual, to a vibrant, high energy person. Even my complexion has improved.

Before I started using cannabis, I typically took 10-15 Tylenol
3 a day, along with a smorgasbord of other drugs. Now, in a 24 hour period, a
half a Tylenol 3 is all I need. I think it's understandable when I say I get
very emotional when I think of how far I've come. Not only has cannabis changed
my life, it is SAVING my life.

When researching, I met a woman in Texas diagnosed with the
same cancer that I have. Diagnosed at the same time, we felt fortunate to have
found each other, as we were identical in every aspect. I. E. same age, same
diagnostic procedure, same stage of the cancer with radiation recommended as
treatment. She chose to have the radiation. I'm very sad to tell you she died 2
weeks ago, as a result of infection from radiation burns. She left behind a
husband and 12 year old daughter.

The above was written (March 2012) I continued ingesting the oil
on a daily basis, slowly, ever so slowly increasing the amount I was taking. As
well, I began filling gelatin capsules with a mixture of the cannabis oil and
olive oil and inserting them rectally. I thought to myself, if the oil worked
being applied directly to skin cancers, wounds etc. why wouldn't it work there?
Get it closer to the source, get it closer to the problem area. At the end of
May, I saw the doctor who first discovered my cancer. I was in the operating
room for a non related problem. At the time, I was told he could no longer
manually or visually detect any cancer. Elated, for the first time I dared to
hope, that maybe, just MAYBE the cannabis oil was working.

Because the cancer was not this particular doctor's area of
expertise, I was hesitant to become too excited. I was no longer taking any
pain killers and found myself thinking that if all the cannabis did was to hold
it at bay, I would consider myself lucky. On September 20, 2012, I saw my
specialist/surgeon, whom I had not seen for approximately 6 months. He examined
me once, then a second time, and then a third time. My heart was pounding so
loudly I could hear the whooshing in my ears. And then the news I had only
dared to hope for. "It's gone! I can't find anything at all. If it wasn't for
the scar tissue I would never have known you had ever had cancer." I was
shaking, looking at him in disbelief. Tears streaming down my face, I hugged
him mumbling, "thank you, thank you." He looked at me, "No, Thank YOU! You're
the one that did this. You DID it Corrie! You pulled it off, you pulled it off!
No doctor, CANNABIS OIL and I pulled it off! I received confirmation that the
cancer is well and truly 100% confirmed to be gone.